When I was young, I fell in love with that dark-skinned boy. We went through the best years of our teenage years, but in the end we still couldn't get together... The thought of giving up countless times suppressed me. He could always give me hope and disappoint me. But the price for turning one-sided sincerity into broken love is that he cruelly abandoned me again and again, letting me down again and again. In the end, I was still thinking about his kindness in my heart. After all, it is first love that harms people!
Intention: Loving others is like growing flowers. The more you care about them, the more beautiful they will be.